The Brain Therapy

"Ok class, " the professor began. "Who amongst us is the most introvert here? Come on, raise your hands." "I am," he scribbled in his notebook, as he sat silently,  hidden in a far away corner of the class....

Just empty accolades, A few more better grades; A bunch of dollar bills, Another set of frills; What is that will make me wanna, Dance another dance?

Yes, I'm everything, that you can do without; I'm all things that you can leave; & like a habit that, we break, along the way; My absence shan't make you grieve.

My dearest "unfound" love, Hi! We haven't really ever met and I doubt if you know of my existence. Well, I do exist, just so you know. I know, I don't talk a lot with you or about you, for that matter. Or perhaps, I indeed have talked about you to random people I keep blurting things to – it's just so hard for me to keep a track of these things nowadays.

"Oh that? That's just another fool," I'd hoped you'd say, if someone ever asked about me. "He'd do any damn thing for me. The fool loves me crazy, you know?"

And that's the problem with heart. Once stolen, it never comes back... ... just keeps getting stolen, amongst the probable "ones"!

"It' so beautiful," they said, reading the latest verse. "It touches your soul!" He just stood there, smiling! Emptiness, in that moment,  indeed, felt beautiful...!!

Those wandering souls, &  longing hearts? Those unforeseen ends, & unwanted starts?

"Letting go is the best defense mechanism," they said. "Let go, forget!" Only if they'd realised....that even Professor Snape couln't defend himself, against the memories; All the while being one of the greatest defender against the dark arts!  

You ease your pain, reading about it. I ease mine, writing about it. You see? We're kinda alike!

Between the two extremes of, Utopia and dystopia; there is a vacuum.... I heard someone call it the "Life"....!!!

Holding my hopes, Yet slowly still; I'm losing my sanity. To my poorer self, This entire life; Feels like some vanity.

My life, to me, is like alcohol. I'm sure, I don't like it, more like get irritated by the very thought of it, Certain, that I don't look forward to it; And definitely, do not get the purpose or logic behind it! And yes, every time that I give it a try, I come out disappointed..... Yet, somehow, I keep continuing with it!